Invasion

Invasion


With what right
you invade my beaches
and snatch me
in sea horses
treading on shells
jumping streams?

With what right
you show me songs
and you shine moonlight
what I pretend not to see and
I do not want to listen?

With what right
you blow,
unknown wind
whirl,
transparent garment
covering my nakedness?

The words
they injure,
make their marks,
they remain:
moulded stones
for waters
bathing them.

Therefore
I ask you:
because you dare
to invade my beaches
and penetrate me
shell,
sheltering
of the terrestrial winds?

HSS